Man and Cello Story

When he played, he would feel stress physically leaving his body. He could be in a practice room for five hours and lose track of time until he noticed the sun had set. The best music, the most therapeutic for him, is heavy and mournful. The darker, the better. Sometimes he would turn off the lights and play, tears streaming down his face.

“Playing felt natural, everything fell into place,” he said. “I didn’t have to think about things. . . . It made me feel like I want to be myself.”

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